Sticky: The Freeflow Sticky

[Shin Maikaru]

Endless run on sentances end it when I mention this...
My style travel through the rifts you just one dimension kid...
Damn, when I lick shots it's like a gat to ya lips...
When ya lips pop at me it's like a slap on the wrists...
******** teachin' the lesson you ain't pass the entrance exam...
Throw it on like a back brace I'm correcting ya stand...
I'm a man that juggle life in the streets by flippin' bricks...
You a youngin' only a few years passed kissin' tits...
Listen b***h, I'm cruisin' down the road to gettin' rich...
You wrecked ya tricycle on piggy bank lane pitchin' fits...
I'm a pimp sellin' dope like, "Would you like dimes with that?"
You a gimp sellin' coke like, "Would you like fries with that?"
Fullfilled with skill I kill, sippin' blood out ya cranium...
The real to ill you kickin' rocks I spit uranium...
Maybe uhm, you should find another ********' hobby....
You just a pee shooter I'm a rocket launching shotty...

[Chlorocide]

Shin Maikaru

Endless run on sentances end it when I mention this...
My style travel through the rifts you just one dimension kid...
Damn, when I lick shots it's like a gat to ya lips...
When ya lips pop at me it's like a slap on the wrists...
******** teachin' the lesson you ain't pass the entrance exam...
Throw it on like a back brace I'm correcting ya stand...
I'm a man that juggle life in the streets by flippin' bricks...
You a youngin' only a few years passed kissin' tits...
Listen b***h, I'm cruisin' down the road to gettin' rich...
You wrecked ya tricycle on piggy bank lane pitchin' fits...
I'm a pimp sellin' dope like, "Would you like dimes with that?"
You a gimp sellin' coke like, "Would you like fries with that?"
Fullfilled with skill I kill, sippin' blood out ya cranium...
The real to ill you kickin' rocks I spit uranium...
Maybe uhm, you should find another ********' hobby....
You just a pee shooter I'm a rocket launching shotty...

Last two lines are ftw

[Chlorocide]

I just wanna be the best, accept nothing less/
Cuz my rhymes are so intense/
Ballin like I play for the Jets/
Embarrasing you kids like my name was Kanye West/
My flow is hot, but who am I trying to impress/
If Rappin only means hoes and money then I don't want success/
I'm the rap exterminator and you're just a pest/

[Samurai Rhythm]

you've offset my balance
my challenge is to gravity
to keep me grounded, bound
before i renounce my sanity
used to side with humanity,
plagued with such vanity
now im pushin a sadistic level of anarchy
i'm tapping into this emotional relapse
to rehash a pathetic past
purposely recap
to make me sick enough to
rip an uncle tom
thugs wearin rainbows
'stead of pride up on their arm
but i don't plan on dealing harm
i aim to bring death
genocide is my favorite flavor
and i'll spew it till im breathless..

[El Nino Eduardo]

Fat Joe & Big Pun - Twinz

Wreck people's minds with the insane feeling
Scare all these pussies, clawing deep in the ceiling
Shivering like mama's gonna whip your a** in detention
My kicks will send people into the past demension
And they'll thank me for the favor
I'ma drop some better s**t that prisoner's think it soap
Even if you're on Heroin, you still wouldn't be close to Dope
I got the Bluntvilles and I got the dub of Krippy
And I have a bottle of authentic Absinthe
"Hey, can I chill with you?" Who the ******** you think you askin'
If you don't got chip-ins then to me you're absent
Cause money grows on trees, and everyone's happy to see green
Now, bounce and begone like old school Nick toons
You call yourself a dog, but you ain't nothing but shih tzu
One of 2 Stupid dogs, I remember you got unreasonable issues
Playing with the Gamecube. Ha! Now watch me ReBoot
Ain't nothing like the past, now all I do is sleep through
Words weigh 400lbs although I'm only 185
If you ever smoke with me, you will like the size
I twist blunts like the Rastafari
Galaxy high now pass the Bacardi
So intoxicated having a conversation with Bob Marley
******** all that killing s**t, murdercycles on the Harley
It's like the David and Golaith era, but don't wanna hurt nobody
I'm afraid of myself when it's a n***a moment
I might hurt the person so bad
He be in the center condition of being dead and alive
Having to perform tracheotomy like Peter Strahm in Saw 5
And by 7 then you gonna see me in 3-D
But picture that, you might not have saw me
Coming to a theather near you with the Beretta
And when it rains it pours, you better be equipped with an Umbrella
Singing in the rain, cause it's gonna be your last a-capella

[Avery Jones]

Samurai Rhythm

you've offset my balance
my challenge is to gravity
to keep me grounded, bound
before i renounce my sanity
used to side with humanity,
plagued with such vanity
now im pushin a sadistic level of anarchy
i'm tapping into this emotional relapse
to rehash a pathetic past
purposely recap
to make me sick enough to
rip an uncle tom
thugs wearin rainbows
'stead of pride up on their arm
but i don't plan on dealing harm
i aim to bring death
genocide is my favorite flavor
and i'll spew it till im breathless..

your pandemic like espress-ion
leave me to more answer in truth then the one in question
I look up at space for a guess
but all I seem to find is space like my cold chest
in attempt to hollow out my brain
rain drops fly past swiftly, and untamed
free to the fallen, out of rain through pain and the wailin
sticks and stone broken off at ya bridges
splinters and slithers left stuck at your bridges

[Old Prince]

MF Doom - Horehound

Average? Maybe. But like bat mitten to slavery
States the value of the late claims we've...
Made of the man on demand of the next stand
Holding less water that a nice pair of legs can.
The arguments, weaker than barbiturates
Cohabitating with a new trying-to-stipulate
Judgment reaking because the beat just doesn't
Keep onto heat like both feet when repugnant.
Athleticism has a magical magnetism in lyrics;
Either you flaunt the physical or you have spirit.
Retrospective rants cannot plant knowledge.
It enters like salt and disperses in solvents.
Call it what you will but a clean kill. Of refills,
Many of us tire of both the reruns and sequels.
If you hold knowledge then educate the minds
With room to grow but yield to its road signs,
Devote time to both the grind and its growth.
Speed it up for some and slow it for other folks.
Poetic licenses revoke selves when souls see sales
By the sea shore where only the dope prevails
Over the diagram to biodegrade late waste,
Like one displacing the pace of a race in paste.
Light from this strain of haste has a taste
Similar to the preliminary stages of a basket case.
Having to take it back may not move us forward
In the order that was intended. More words
May have suspended for a temporary measure
Of time but vanity makes it a waste of the effort.
The mind can be pleasured by gestures and lies
Of belief but one questions if the truth resides
Beneath the falsehoods of "It's-all-good" decrees.
Thus the average can be of acceptible means. See?

[Old Prince]

I rock harder than those who hail to the weather in
The accident which led to the crash of that zepplin.
It was awesome. Spontaneous. It did indeed
Save many lives all because it had lost some.
Caution to karmic counterparts out to drop nukes
Who fight with words and talk with your dukes,
Upgrade the caliber of your wit. Otherwise
What flow you submit is the final product of spit.

[Samurai Rhythm]

Avery Jones

Samurai Rhythm

you've offset my balance
my challenge is to gravity
to keep me grounded, bound
before i renounce my sanity
used to side with humanity,
plagued with such vanity
now im pushin a sadistic level of anarchy
i'm tapping into this emotional relapse
to rehash a pathetic past
purposely recap
to make me sick enough to
rip an uncle tom
thugs wearin rainbows
'stead of pride up on their arm
but i don't plan on dealing harm
i aim to bring death
genocide is my favorite flavor
and i'll spew it till im breathless..

your pandemic like espress-ion
leave me to more answer in truth then the one in question
I look up at space for a guess
but all I seem to find is space like my cold chest
in attempt to hollow out my brain
rain drops fly past swiftly, and untamed
free to the fallen, out of rain through pain and the wailin
sticks and stone broken off at ya bridges
splinters and slithers left stuck at your bridges

As the sands fall, my time of day grows limited
I write a portrait of life, but never finished it
Permission is no longer needed for me to listen in,
and giving in isn't an option, like dissin' friends.
For as soon as you do, you'll be missing them
what is life if not the moments you often spend
amongst the gems of trust and love but then again
you can take a sinister path,
rather than being a positive part of the math.
And let a spear pierce through the priest during mass,
and massive war erupts based on s**t we don't understand.
Well let's have a glass of last resort liquor,
a quicker way to dilute tension and put the picture
of peace into perspective - regret this not,
because peace of mind will soon be all you've got..

[Shin Maikaru]

The gun go bang bang, the trunk go boom boom...
I'm killin' tracks so bad that they gonna need two tombs...
Sippin' that boon's booze, I'm chillin' wit goons too...
Buffet massacre, kill'em wit knives forks and spoons too...
On tracks or off tracks with ill raps or big straps...
I'm breakin' off rats the pepper jack just the mouse trap...
SNAP! Broke back, everything they make out's whack...
Ghetto rig his jaw, after that, duct tape his mouth back...
Dirty south cat go in so hard he end up out back...
Talk guap scrilla money cheese bread I'm bout that...
Porkchops gettin' grilled, I ain't talkin' barbacue...
Brick walls tell me "I wish I could go as hard as you"...
My d**k the pick, her v****a the guitar...
So behind closed doors b***h, I'm a rock star!
Fifteen minutes got me far, further than you ever been...
The unknown MC better than most so called veterans...

[Shin Maikaru]

First you get the o on the low for the hundo...
Move it down the field to the goal like a ********' pro...
Act like you was sacked in the pocket so you bring it back..
Watch the lines crumble in the wallet now you gettin' stacks...
It's all about turnin' negatives to a positive...
Rushin' through the game motha ******** ain't no blockin' this...
The flow stiff arms, the swag hurdle, lyrics juke you...
Ain't wearin' no cleats just some timbaland boots, ooh...
Every play sixteen yards, now and than a thirty-two...
Shotgun in the air b***h, we makin' them birdies move...
Officials be trippin' they wanna throw the flag on me...
Thought they caught me slippin' wit some ********' bags on me...
Check the replay, no dope, just some sandwiches...
Lunch for the sideline son, I know how to handle this...
Hustlers used to coach me back when I was broke...
Now when I get on the field, I be hustlin' the coach...

[Lil_Demyn]

I'm more dangerous then a pitbull carrying a saw zaw and a sawed off,
talk s**t and get your leg knawed off /
balls sawed off and everything below your jaw shot off/

[Sushi~X]

I write the ill tragic yet fantastic mastered type lines
Refined lead from the number two stabs paper mines
Causin the explosion of lyrical corrosion, see your face crumble
On the humble of course cause I could've made your whole figure stumble
This aint rumble in the jungle cause you mumble your feeble flows
I see though foes who seek my soul creepin on tippy toes
Those f*****t joes behind me yo, peep the steez im statin
Read my statements in rhyme that has the courts quaking
Save your raps for the jury, this s**t is strictly for Supreme
Small rap niggas type local, my thoughts are type federal
Several of my crimes roll heads of lead generals
"Hey little babe youre changin
Babe are you feelin sore?"
I quote Queen for you due to havoc
"You dont wanna play no more"
The score settled your clique leveled Sushi one up with guns down
Your funds clown on my ground for losing lyrical showdowns
Wild west yes Im Boss n****r in the flesh
Fred Williamson's son with a shottie to bodies to blast ya chest

[`[ X ]]

I react in eruptions with dead left in dozens,
Skull cracks from head shots my aim's on it's nothing/
Blood rain's till I finish your soul I'll diminish,
The chance of escape is that of the thinnest/
So please bring them all till the last is done,
I shine bright like the moon and will rise like the sun/
Pain from the start as I tear limbs apart,
Liftoff, I engage placing hands through your heart/
Come with it all I make heads roll,
play ball with your brain then blade through the temple/
I rule the battlefield no more contenders,
either way I win, other's die no surrenders/
So take a breather while I flow,
I'll enter like ether into your bodies sleeping cold.